The Fall Pt. 03

"Oh fuck yes," she gasped quietly. "So fucking big!"

"Jesus," I breathed as her tight tunnel gripped me as I pulled back. I started sliding in and out of her, my cock being gripped and held by her tight confines.

"Oh god. Fuck me. Fuck me hard," she gasped as I started sliding into her faster, my bare thighs slapping her bare ass with a rhythmic slap, slap, slap.

I looked down at her c cup tits bouncing and rolling on her chest with each impact. "God you're so fucking sexy!" I grunted as I pounded into her, little gasps and moans slipping from her lips as her climax pushed ever closer. I felt her arch her back and rock her hips in time with my strokes, trying to drive herself even harder onto my cock at the end of each stroke.

"Fuck! I'm coming!" she squeaked as her body started to shudder. I felt her already incredibly tight pussy clench and spasm around me as she climaxed, her whole body seeming to tremble under me. She finally reached out with both hands and held my hips, holding me inside her for a few moments and then gently pushing me back, pulling my still rock hard cock from her pussy with a loud slurp. "Enough," she gasped softly. "Can't take any more of you right now."

"Okay," I answered, pushing myself up from her chair and letting it rock back upright.

"What the fuck?" I heard Tanya snap from the doorway, causing me to spin around.

A quick look around made me feel a little guilty. The place looked like a fuck fest. Anna was still sitting splay legged, her fingers slowly stroking around her gaping pussy, Jenny was sitting in my chair, completely naked watching Teresa bent over the corner of the desk, sucking on Brad's cock and being pounded by Chris. Then of course there was me, standing with my pants around my ankles, my cock sticking out rock hard, glistening with Anna's juices.

Tanya walked over toward me, clearly angry. "I thought you were supposed to be taking it easy, not fucking everything with a pussy!" she snapped angrily.

"Yeah. Not sure what happened," I admitted as she stepped up to me and grabbed my cock with both hands.

"If you needed to get fucked, all you had to do was ask," she said, her voice softening. "Though I can't quite blame them for wanting a taste of heaven."

"Oh his cock is DEFINITLY THAT!" Jenny cooed as she looked over at us, her fingers teasing her own pussy again.

"I came to make sure you were resting. But since you don't seem to need any," she said, as she pulled the hem of her skin tight blue dress up, exposing her bare mound and pussy. "Might as well fuck me too then, because I've been waiting all night and morning for your cock again." She turned around and using the edge of Anna's desk, pushed her ass out at me. "Come on lover. Might as well fuck me too."

I shrugged slightly and turned to aim my cock at her pussy. I slid easily into her, already lubricated from Anna's copious juices. I started sliding in and out of her, a few reservations about all of us being naked in the office flashing into my mind before being driven away by a mental image of Tanya bent over the desk with her tits swinging like crazy while I fucked her. I reached up to unzip her dress and then pushed it up her body, letting her move one arm and then the other, leaving her naked except for her heels. For some reason the image in my mind was from the side, watching her tits hanging down, swinging tantalizingly as I pounded into her, my hips slapping against her bare ass.

"Oh fuck yes. Fuck me baby! Fuck my hot cunt! Jesus you feel good pounding me!" she moaned loudly as I pounded into her, feeling my own climax growing quickly. "OH FUCK. I'm gonna come. FUCK I'M GONNA COME!" she cried loudly as she jerked and shuddered suddenly, surprising me with how quickly her climax hit her.

I felt her climaxing around my cock, her pussy clenching and squeezing me as my cock seemed to grow fatter in her. "FUCK!" I grunted as my body jerked hard, jamming deep into her, drawing another loud "Fuck!" from her. I felt my cum lance out into her, pumping shot after shot into her as my body shuddered and jerked behind her. I stood there, panting, feeling flat exhausted as my cock softened and twitched inside her.

I turned and Jenny moved from my chair, allowing me to step over and drop into it. The sexual energy in the room seemed to suddenly dissipate, all of the ladies collecting their clothes and redressing again, though without their underclothes on, which didn't bother me one bit. I enjoyed seeing their tits wiggling around and the thought of them being able to flash me a little pussy when they felt like it. I wasn't at all sure what was in the air today, and while I had reservations about doing something like this at work, I had to admit that I was feeling very satisfied. With everyone dressed Jenny, Tanya and I went out to get a quick bite of food before lunch was completely over.

It was middle of the afternoon when I got the e-mail. A "request" to come to HR to discuss a personnel issue. You know how those requests go. They are far from optional, and in this case I had little doubt about what it was about. Hell, anyone that had walked by our office space would have been able to infer what was going on inside. That's the "better part of discretion" thing that my brain screamed at me right before closing that off to enjoy Jenny's attentions. I sighed, wondering if any of us would still have a job in an hour, and got up to head down to the human resources department.

"Rita asked to see me?" I said to the secretary sitting in the front of the HR department.

"May I ask who wants to see her?"

"Robert. Robert Wilson," I answered.

"Just a moment Mister Wilson," she said before picking up the phone and calling someone. "A Mister Robert Wilson to see you? Yes. I'll send him right in," the secretary said as she put the phone down and smiled. "Go right in."

I walked to the door that said "Rita Thompson, Director Human Resources" in large letters on a placard. It had an ominous look to it as I opened the door and walked in, seeing a medium large black woman that I vaguely remember being part of the interview process when I was hired.

"Robert. Good of you to respond so quickly," she said with a pleasant voice as she motioned toward a seat across the desk from her. "How are things going in your department?"

"Pretty well. A bit behind after being out sick a few days, but I'm trying to get caught up."

"I heard you were out. Some kind of hunting accident? I hope it wasn't serious."

"Not overly. Fell out of a tree stand and ended up with a concussion."

"Those can be very serious. Are you sure you should be back at work?" she asked, leaning toward me, her large chest pushing slightly over her arms, which were crossed on the edge of the desk in front of her. As she leaned slightly farther I couldn't help but notice that the deep V of her blouse was filled with two huge globes of skin the color of lightly milked coffee.

"I have a bit of a headache that doesn't seem to want to go away, but other than that the doctors say I'm fine," I answered her.

"Well, that's good. I'm glad you're well," she said before pausing. "The reason I asked you down is that I heard a disturbing rumor that some of the employees in your department were engaging in sexual relations during business hours. I know you don't manage that department or anything like that, but having been here the longest, I thought I'd reach out to you and see if you could shed any light on the rumors."

I did my best to look stunned and decided to feel her out for more information. "I'm not sure exactly what is being talked about. Was the rumor that we were in some way having sex?"

"Well," she said with a soft sigh. "That was the suggestion. Normally I wouldn't put much stock in something like that. I mean a whole group of people having sex in an office? I can see a couple doing the dirty in a storeroom or someplace more discrete, but the whole idea of an entire office all deciding to have sex at the same time, well, it just doesn't quite seem reasonable."

"I'd have to agree. It does sound a bit outrageous."

"Yes. It does. Which is why I decided it was some kind of inter office payback for something else. I had every intention of squashing it as inappropriate when I found these in the ladies restroom trash," she said, reaching down into her desk drawer and pulling out two pair of skimpy panties. I recognized one pair as Anna's white briefs and the other black thong as belonging to Teresa. She set the panties on the desk and then leaned back in her chair, her arms crossed under her ample breasts.

I leaned forward and picked up both pair of panties, noting the wetness still visible in the crotch. I didn't have to lift it to my nose to smell the scent of sex on them. "Who do they belong to?" I asked, again trying to feign ignorance.

"That's a good question. I certainly can't walk around and ask every woman in the plant to pull down their pants and show me their underwear."

"Or pull up their dress." I mumbled, my mind suddenly flashing to the image of Jenny sitting with her legs spread while I was under her desk.

"What was that?" she asked, leaning forward again.

"Nothing. Just making a bad joke," I answered. "I suppose if you want, I can go up and see who these fit, but I'm not sure that'll solve much."

"Oh, I'm sure it wouldn't. And I certainly can't condone what I'm more than sure you're thinking just now," she said, wiping her hand down the front of her neck all the way to the deep expanse of dark cleavage. "But it does raise some questions about the authenticity of the rumor."

"I can certainly see how that could complicate things," I answered, leaning back in my chair after setting the panties on the desk again. I watched her pick up a file folder on the desk and start fanning herself.

"Is it suddenly hot in here?" she asked with a frown, fanning her face and leaning back. She unbuttoned several buttons down the front of her dress and then spread the material to allow her to fan some air she was fanning onto her chest. The farther she pulled the more of her black lace bra and the more of her cleavage showed. I had to admit it was a VERY pleasant view, especially given how much I enjoy large breasts. I couldn't help but wonder just how far she'd unbutton her shirt in front of me.

"It does seem a little warm," I agreed after a few moments.

"More than a little," she said, unbuttoning two more buttons, exposing down below the juncture of the two large lace cups of her bra. From where I sat, I was a little surprised to see that it was a front clasp, my mind suddenly wondering how such a small plastic clasp could contain the obvious mass of her chest. "Goodness! I'm going to have to have someone check to see if the air is working properly."

"Probably a good idea," I agreed, feeling an almost undeniable urge to reach across the desk and flick the little clasp to release her big tits. This time my better judgment prevailed and I sat quietly, trying to resist the urge.

She reached to the side of her desk and pulled several Kleenex from the box and used them to mop the tiny beads of perspiration that were popping out on her neck and chest. She pushed the Kleenex down between her breasts. "So what was I saying? Oh yes. The reports I got were that it sounded like several women were all climaxing in your office area," she said, wiping the exposed parts of her breasts again.

"I suppose it could have sounded like that. We were sharing a dirty story," I answered.

"Well, you do realize that you shouldn't be doing that in the workplace. If someone were to overhear and complain."

"Oh. I understand. We thought we were sharing in a private setting," I answered her as she reached between her breasts with one hand, idly playing with the little plastic catch of her bra while she listened to my answer.

"Well, clearly it wasn't as private as you thought," she said with a small frown, her fingers still toying with the catch.

"I guess not," I answered, wondering if she was going to push the clasp far enough for it to unsnap.

"So, would you like to share this story with me?" she asked, her fingers pushing the clasp away from her chest.

"I suppose if you really wanted me to," I answered, as the little plastic catch flicked open and the elastic holding the cups in place pulled them around her sides, letting her big dark tits fall out the front of her dress. I wondered if she even noticed as she stared at me, waiting. Her nipples, nearly as big around as my finger, protruded out from dark puckered areola that covered nearly quarter of her massive tits.

"So?" she finally prompted.

"Well, it wasn't so much a story as talking about someone's date," I said, trying to figure out just what to say.

She leaned back and pushed herself up from her chair, stepping around the desk to stand at the corner, only a foot or so from me. "So?" she prompted again, her big tits swaying slightly with each breath she took.

"Well. I was just saying to Jenny, I mean Jennifer, how Tanya was taking care of me when I got hurt."

"And that caused them to make climaxing sounds?" she asked, as she shrugged her shoulders, letting the knee length dress slide off her shoulders and down her body. She wiggled her hips and let the dress fall all the way to the floor. "Somehow I suspect that you were doing something much more than just talking. Why don't you show me just what you were doing that made them climax so hard?"

"Should we be doing this?"

"I just want my investigation to be thorough," she said, reaching for her waist. She hooked her thumbs in her pantyhose and panties and pushed them down her legs, leaving her practically naked. "Now, was it oral, digital or more?"

"A little of all."

"Then show me," she said, stepping in front of me and hiking herself up in the edge of the desk. She lifted her legs, and pulled her shoes and the pantyhose off so she was completely nude. She lifted her feet to my chair and rested one on either arm, spreading her knees to expose her dark pussy.

I leaned forward and softly kissed her full round lips, first on one side and then the other, before softly stroking my tongue up her protruding inner lips. "Ohhhhh. That is a good way to start," she cooed softly, reaching her hands up to lift and squeeze her own tits. I drew my tongue up her slit over and over, slowly spreading her lips and tasting her juices. I pressed a finger slowly into her tunnel, bringing a soft moan of pleasure to her lips. "Ohhhh yeah. I can see why they might have climaxed. Did you stop there?"

"No. I can't say I did," I answered between licks.

"So just how far did you go?"

"All the way."

"Show me," she breathed. "Give me your cock and make me come like you made them come!"

I stood up between her legs and undid my pants, letting them fall to my ankles. I pushed my boxers down letting my hard cock stick straight out at her pussy. She moved one hand to my cock and gently pressed it down to aim it at her tunnel entrance. "Ohhhh so beautiful. I've never had a white cock before."

"I've never had a big black woman before."

"Well honey, enjoy then," she coaxed.

I pressed my hips forward, driving my cock into her in one quick plunge, bringing a gasp from her. "Oh fuck," she panted as I started stroking in and out of her, my tan shaft disappearing over and over into her pink depths.

"Oh damn," I grunted as I drove into her over and over, my hips slapping her ass as she lifted her legs higher to allow my cock to drive deeper into her. Her tits bounced and swung wildly as I pounded into her. I could feel my cock sliding in her wetness, her velvety softness caressing me with each stroke.

"Keep fucking me honey. Almost there," she panted as I slammed into her, the base of my shaft jamming into her clit each time I drove into her. "Oh god. I'm gonna come. OH FUCK I'm gonna come!" she cried more loudly than I expected, her whole body shaking and trembling as her climax washed over her.

"Oh my god!" I heard from behind me as my own climax was nearly upon me. I jerked out of the pussy in front of me and spun around to see the receptionist standing in the doorway, staring first at her boss until she noticed my rock hard cock sticking up at her, spurting shot after shot of cum in her direction.

"Oh shit," I groaned as my orgasm drained away and I started to realize just how much shit I was in.

"Don't worry Darlene. I'm taking care of this," Rita said, stepping past me and gently guiding her secretary out the door. "I'm just investigating what happened. We'll talk later," she said, closing the door. "Sorry about that. I didn't expect her to come in or I'd have had her join us."

"Yeah. Um. Okay."

"Don't worry. I think I got everything I needed. You can go back to your office if you want," she said as calmly as if she were just finishing a boring interview.

"You sure?"

"Oh honey, trust me. I got EVERYTHING I needed for now. Not that I might now want to review this at some point, but for now, I think we've covered everything," she said as she picked up her dress and stepped into it. She pulled the dress up and started to button it, ignoring the bra, pantyhose and panties still laying on the floor.

I pulled my pants back up and after fastening the belt and zipping myself back up, I headed for the door, taking one last look at her massive tits before opening the door and walking out. The receptionist stared at me, her mouth hanging open as I walked past, trying not to stare back.

"It seems someone heard a woman climaxing in our office over lunch and complained to HR," I said to the group as I walked back into the office.

"They heard what?" Jenny asked in surprise. "A woman climaxing? How the hell did they hear that?"

"Seriously?" Anna asked, looking up from her desk. "You're serious. Someone actually thought they heard that? I mean we might have been talking some sexy talk, but climaxing? Out loud?"

"Good god. What do they think we are, a bunch of sluts?" Teresa asked, her face clearly shocked at the thought. "I mean what the fuck? Who'd say something like that and try to get us in trouble?"

"Got me," I answered, trying to mask my confusion. "None the less, HR wanted to question me about it and as far as I can tell we're all cleared, at least for now."

"God, I'd hope so. I mean what the fuck!" Teresa said shaking her head.

I sat back down at my desk and stared at my computer. I KNOW what happened wasn't a dream. I know damn well I fucked not only Jenny, but also Anna. And I'm pretty sure that Teresa fucked both Chris and Brad. So why the hell were they acting like it never happened? Shit all I had to do was look at any of the three women and see their nipples poking their shirts out and it was obvious that they were missing underclothes. "I'm pretty tired," I finally said. "I think I'm gonna go home a little early," I said as I logged off my computer. I walked out, the five of them still talking about the accusation, all of them clearly convinced it never happened. It was almost more than I could comprehend. SOMETHING was happening and I was damn well confused as to what it was. If it didn't involve so many different women at this point I'd think someone was playing one hell of an elaborate joke on me.

I still had no more of a clue by the time I got home than I did when I left the office. My head hurt and I wasn't sure if it was still from the concussion or if I had a headache from trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Either way the best thing I could think of was to get some sleep. I was exhausted!